"Rise! From the ashes and decay..."
Jan. 12th, 2004 01:59 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kittydesadeI'm still awake. Why am I still awake? It's all Griffin and Juli's fault. But at least I have good music to listen to, KMFDM in the background.
And I do feel better, after a little relaxing, a little writing, and a lot of being berated in my own mind by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
oldestbeloved and over AIM by almightyhat. And tomorrow I will go out, dammit I will, and I will get that primer that the bf recommends for the miniatures. And also a rolodex or something like so I can keep track of all my short story places, book publishers, agents, etc. Keep track of to whom I've sent what and all those other good things, although that list might just end up going on a computer. Still... good things to keep track of. Or maybe I'll just get a shitpot of index cards and do it that way... yeah.
Still no idea what the fuck yesterday's phone call was. Creepy.
But... yes. Writing. I'm writing, and dammit I will submit for publication. Whoever gets published, whoever succeeds, it's not like there's a finite amount of slots. Well, actually it's a lot like that, but it's a renewable amount too. If not this year, then the next, although if I have my way it'll be this year. At least something. I'm good enough, I write fast enough. And the two factors in combination should be enough to get me somewhere, at least. I will do this. For myself, if for no one else.
Well. And for them.
And I do feel better, after a little relaxing, a little writing, and a lot of being berated in my own mind by
oldestbeloved and over AIM by almightyhat. And tomorrow I will go out, dammit I will, and I will get that primer that the bf recommends for the miniatures. And also a rolodex or something like so I can keep track of all my short story places, book publishers, agents, etc. Keep track of to whom I've sent what and all those other good things, although that list might just end up going on a computer. Still... good things to keep track of. Or maybe I'll just get a shitpot of index cards and do it that way... yeah.Still no idea what the fuck yesterday's phone call was. Creepy.
But... yes. Writing. I'm writing, and dammit I will submit for publication. Whoever gets published, whoever succeeds, it's not like there's a finite amount of slots. Well, actually it's a lot like that, but it's a renewable amount too. If not this year, then the next, although if I have my way it'll be this year. At least something. I'm good enough, I write fast enough. And the two factors in combination should be enough to get me somewhere, at least. I will do this. For myself, if for no one else.
Well. And for them.
